Only Human (Goddess of Victory NIKKE SI)

[Kotawa]

I was intrigued by the premise but Joe is such a stereotype of a white knight redditor mixed with a bumbling harem manga protagonist that I couldn't make it through the end of chapter two.

Does he ever turn into an actual character? I'm really interested in finding out what the hell is going on with this Arcology and the world at large, but as it stands sitting through a horny gacha game looks like the better option.

 

[Jsebas19]

I was intrigued by the premise but Joe is such a stereotype of a white knight redditor mixed with a bumbling harem manga protagonist that I couldn't make it through the end of chapter two.

Does he ever turn into an actual character? I'm really interested in finding out what the hell is going on with this Arcology and the world at large, but as it stands sitting through a horny gacha game looks like the better option.

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No offense.
But if you haven't seen the second or third chapter...
Then don't comment like that.

Try reading further, like chapters 50-60, so you can see more of Joe and how he develops.

The author himself said it and made it clear:
Joe is NOT a womanizing idiot like the game's MC.

 

[Kotawa]

Try reading further, like chapters 50-60, so you can see more of Joe and how he develops.

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Thanks, you just told me everything I needed to know.

 

[BakaSmurf]

No offense.
But if you haven't seen the second or third chapter...
Then don't comment like that.

Try reading further, like chapters 50-60, so you can see more of Joe and how he develops.

The author himself said it and made it clear:
Joe is NOT a womanizing idiot like the game's MC.

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I have made it clear innumerable times that I not only do not appreciate you going out of your way to attempt kissing my ass, I actively abhor it. The only reason I do not actively delete your ass-kissing posts myself is because I lack the means to do so here on QQ. I did not ask you to defend me, I do not want you defending me. Cease your simpering fanboying at once and never do it again in the future.

Doubly so when I've said on no uncertain terms that your constant brigading against canon in any form is not welcome in my threads, full-stop. I said it on SB, I will say it here: shut your mouth and cease your crying about how much you hate anything from canon, or fuck off entirely and don't come back.

 

[Jsebas19]

I have made it clear innumerable times that I not only do not appreciate you going out of your way to attempt kissing my ass, I actively abhor it. The only reason I do not actively delete your ass-kissing posts myself is because I lack the means to do so here on QQ. I did not ask you to defend me, I do not want you defending me. Cease your simpering fanboying at once and never do it again in the future.

Doubly so when I've said on no uncertain terms that your constant brigading against canon in any form is not welcome in my threads, full-stop. I said it on SB, I will say it here: shut your mouth and cease your crying about how much you hate anything from canon, or fuck off entirely and don't come back.

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Dude, I was just trying to defend you from all the attacks you were receiving for chapter 80.

Also, relax. I'm not harassing you or anything. I'm just leaving my opinion here. It's no excuse for you to act as aggressively as if I were attacking your family.

Also, if you're being aggressive toward me just for "defending yourself," what about the others on SB and here on QQ who do the exact same thing? What's your problem with me? I didn't do anything to you. I don't know you. I'm just someone who shares their opinion with other users, and that's it. I'm not "kissing your ass" or anything like that. I was just responding to a user who, as he said, only read two chapters. If I hadn't responded, anyone else would have responded anyway.

Look, I understand the stress you're under from being attacked for chapters 79-80 by users who want Joe OH to be like the game MC. But if you want to get even, let it be with them, not with someone who, like others, has the critical thinking of a reader.

I'm not a stalker, a rapist, a criminal, or anything. Just someone who likes to express their opinion about being unfairly mistreated by the psychopathic and draconian SB mods.

 

[Megaolix]

I'm not a stalker, a rapist, a criminal, or anything. Just someone who likes to express their opinion about being unfairly mistreated by the psychopathic and draconian SB mods.

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Jsebas. Remember what I told you on November 16th? 5 months ago and 1 day exactly. You were warned about this shit and, you know, not doing it.

Now, I see how BakaSmurf react and it's clear you learned nothing. So I will save Smurf the trouble and threadban you, now.

@BakaSmurf
If that guy get worse after this? Call us. I assure you, it will be my pleasure to permaban him if needed.

 

[BakaSmurf]

===
Chapter 81 - The Healing Begins
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Joe allowed the hug to persist for a time. However, eventually, he had to pat the blonde on the back a few times to signpost to her that it was time to pull away. "Alright, alright, we're good, we're good. Come on, we gotta talk about a few other things."

Anis complied, withdrawing her arms with a sigh. "Okay, um, can I start?"

To that, Joe nodded, ceding the metaphorical stage to her.

"Okay, well," she cleared her throat, lightly wringing her hands. "I- I understand, Joe. E-everything you said. About hiding and locking yourself away, I- I do the same. I'm the same way. I've been Rapi's partner for so many years, yet, I know almost nothing about her… Go figure, she turned out to be a wayward member of Goddess."

She scoffed and grimaced.

"Talk about a blind spot."

"Now that's just being unfair to yourself," Joe noted matter-of-factually. "Even Rapi herself didn't know that. How were you supposed to?"

"But I never even tried to find out!" Anis asserted, expression twisting in guilt-ridden distaste. "I never asked about who she was beyond a soldier. Never asked about her hobbies, her interests, family, her friends, where she lived, if she remembered the time before she was a Nikke. I just didn't. Barely even probed at first, then just stopped when she hardly even stonewalled me."

With a heavy grimace, Anis continued.

"It was easier to just be an acquaintance. Fight alongside her, and let her stay aloof, distant and junk once we got back from the surface. Most I actually did was like, make her eat from my plate and drink from my glass whenever we ate together."

Joe remembered seeing that happen a few times. In one way, it was kind of cute. In another, it was sad, given how Rapi would insist on exclusively eating something like plain bread if she wasn't forced to do otherwise.

It was small, but it was telling about how Anis did care for Rapi, and wanted the smaller blonde to let herself enjoy literally anything more than she did. Anis was a good person with a bad tendency to project her misery at everyone around her.

Regardless, the man replied: "Anis, you know enough about Rapi now to know that she didn't have much to tell you. Nor would she have, if she could have. For your own safety, if nothing else."

Anis paused, averting her gaze as she inquired, "And you? Neon? Those iDolls, 'Sunny,' 'Mia,' and the other one I've never even tried to get to know?"

"Cammie," Joe informed the blonde of her new squadmate's newly-granted name.

"Oh great, so it turns out she does have a name and I just didn't know," Anis grumbled. "Really goes a long way to prove me wrong, that sure does boy do it ever," she sarcastically asserted.

Joe took a long, deep breath at that. "Why don't you try to get to know your comrades, then?" He started. Best to start at the source of the issue.

At that, Anis clammed up, clearly not wanting to answer.

Joe gave her a few moments to reconsider. When she didn't, the man let out a shallow sigh as he pressed on. "Anis, we aren't going to make progress on anything if you refuse to open up to anyone about anything."

For as uncomfortable as Anis seemed to be, she did rapidly grow uncertain, and did ultimately reply. "...If I ask about other people, they might ask about me."

Joe blinked owlishly. "Yeah, that's how that tends to work?" He said confusedly.

"I don't want anyone asking about me," the blonde said in a deflated tone.

"Why not?" Joe asked.

Again, Anis clammed up. At that point, Joe felt absolutely gobsmacked, inquiring, "Are you the Rapture Queen?"

Anis recoiled, eyes going wide as though she'd been slapped with a fish. "H-Huh!? What the- No! What is that even supposed to-"

"So you're a Heretic?" Joe pressed.

"-Bwah!?" Anis choked and coughed.

"The secret CEO of Tetra Line?" The man did not relent.

"No!" Anis cried, looking at Joe as though he'd grown a second head and proclaimed himself to be a giant aardvark with absolute conviction and certainty.

Joe stared at the blonde blankly. "Then what do you have to hide about yourself that's more absurd and wild than the fact that I'm the Commander of Goddess, Rapi is Little Red Riding Hood of Goddess, and the Sealing Day Massacre was us?"

A significant pause followed, Anis looking more than a little pensive at Joe's words. "Well, when you put it like that, it makes me sound absolutely ridiculous."

Joe didn't want to be a dick, but, objectively speaking, it would be pretty damned hard to beat his and Rapi's big secret. "I understand if you're reticent to talk about yourself, Anis. But, come on. We're not ever going to be anything more than acquaintances if you keep clammed up like this, even when we're supposed to be letting each other in."

"Yeah, well," Anis grumbled, shooting Joe a sharp look. "What about you? I don't hear you telling anyone about your ancient history."

"Because nobody's asked," the displaced Canuck flatly stated, not impressed by her attempt to deflect.

"-Wait, really?" She inquired. "What, you'd just, spill the beans? About like, even before you were the Legendary Commander?"

"Yes," Joe said with a popped brow and lightly pursed lips. "I'd have been evasive before, since I grew up on the surface before the Raptures, not the Ark. But you know that now, so..." He shrugged.

"What was that like?" Anis leaned forward, eyes suddenly wide and brows raised up onto her forehead. "Did you get to go out and like, wander around and explore forests and junk? Where did you live? You're like, an American since you've got no accent and know a lot about guns, right?"

The man nearly snorted at the blonde's assumption about his nationality on account of his knowledge of firearms, and his perceived lack of an accent. "First off, I'm Canadian. Second-"

"Wait, what? No you're not! I've seen old movies and stuff with Canadians in them! Canadians have that goofy accent where everything's 'a boot' and junk!"

Joe just gave Anis a flat look, putting on a molasses-thick Minnesotan accent as he said: "A moose is loose aboot the hoose?" Clearly mocking Anis' apparent impression of Canadian accents.

In reply, she snapped her fingers and pointed at him excitedly. "Yes! That one! You don't sound anything like that! If anything you sound like one of those like, old-timey American newscaster types that'd report on the weather and stuff!"

Ignoring the fact that by 'old-timey,' Anis meant the 2020's… "First off," Joe started, "the 'stereotypical Canadian accent' Americans in particular like- liked to put on was more 'Minnisotan trying to pass as Canadian while trying to buy cheap Canadian beer across the border' than actual Canadian. Even the 'authentic,' meaning exaggerated Canadian accent is- was more of an Eastern Provinces and especially the Maritimes thing."

Crossing his arms, he continued.

"I'm from Northwest Canada. Accents around there were more typically North American boonies than anything."

Anis blinked, cocking her head at him with narrowing eyes. "So like, the backwoods, country boy hick accent? You don't sound like that either."

Joe's lips went flat, his gaze snapping forward. Well, shite. He kinda walked himself into having to come clean. "I, uh, trained myself to speak in a neutral North American accent so I wouldn't come across as a country bumpkin."

Again, Anis blinked, her expression becoming contemplative before a wicked grin found purchase on her features. "Ah, I getcha. Ain't no problem there, eh, pardner?"

"Oh sweet Jesus not from you too," Joe cried into his hands, grimacing as he flashed back to Goddess all mocking him in unison over his real accent- save for Dorothy and Dorothy alone. Dorothy was Joe's only friend in the entire world in those cruel moments. "What have I done to deserve being surrounded by mean ladies?"

"Hey, I'm not mean! I'm magnimalious and beautiful and gentle and kind!" Anis protested his assessment of her merciless cruelty. "Pardner!"

The man just groaned in reply, both because of Anis doing what she typically did and mangled the English language, and also because she was twisting the knife on his pride.

"Fine, fine, if you're gon' go and start buckin' like a mad bronco," Anis rolled her eyes in an exaggerated, entirely too entertained display. "Northwestern Canada? Like, how 'Northwestern?'"

"Same general region as where we went during the mission to the Arctic," Joe answered simply. "It was always winter most of the year up there, but back then, there were at least a few months where we had proper, horrible sweltering summers that actively frightened this Mexican guy I knew…"

There was a pause wherein he let himself think on the past, and those he'd left behind and would never see again. Though, that wasn't a new notion to him in the first place, so, rather than falling into a pit of despair, he'd just let it wash over and off of him, shrugging it off and moving on.

Anis however, now looked a little wary. "Meaning, like, you… Grew up around that town?"

Joe scoffed lightly, waving off the mild concern. "No, just in the same general region. I'd never been to that town in my life. It was just similar to my hometown. Nothing more than that."

"Oh," no small amount of relief seemed to find purchase on the blonde's features. "Okay, well, you seem pretty, I suppose, breezy about that?"

"I'm used to having to leave everything behind and pitching a Hail Mary in hopes of living another day," Joe just shrugged. "Being homeless three times before you turn eighteen engraves a certain kind of mindset in you that you never quite manage to move on from. Survival instincts learned the hard way don't tend to go away, even in times of plenty."

He turned to look directly at Anis, who looked more than a little horrified. "You were homeless three times before you turned eighteen?"

To that, Joe just waved it off with a roll of his eyes. "People got it hard all over," he dismissed the topic without an ounce of gravity given to it. "I had it really easy compared to a lot of people regardless."

"...Oh," Anis averted her gaze with uncertainty. "I- That just, doesn't sound like the sort of thing that should be swept under the rug."

Again, Joe shrugged. "Shit happens," he declared. "What, am I supposed to cry and wail over every bad thing that happened in my life and refuse to move on from them? I'm here, not there. There's nowhere to go but forward, not just for myself, but the people that are depending on me." The words hit him as he spoke them. Christ, he'd really been exceptionally pathetic about what had happened with Marian, hadn't he?

All the more reason to buck up and act like the leader he was now.

Anis pursed her lips, not quite liking that explanation, given how it felt like she'd run face-first into a low-hanging wall she'd not seen coming, leaving her splayed out on the ground with a broken nose. That just made her feel weak in comparison. But- maybe, she should take that to heart. He did, after all. And it let him approach her, get her to start opening up, and start opening up to her in turn- But wait.

"It kind of feels like you're stonewalling me to avoid talking about yourself," Anis admitted.

To that, Joe blinked owlishly, then shook his head. "That- No, no, Anis, I legitimately just do not care about that shit that happened back then anymore. It's not important, it doesn't reflect upon who I am now, what I'm doing now, or why I'm doing what I'm doing now. Yeah, bad shit happened. Bad shit happens. It is what it is, and I'm over it. I don't want sympathy or pats on the back, it's just something that happened I'll bring up to contextualize things if it's relevant, but that's all it is to me now."

Anis was really caught off-guard by that. That was a notion she was struggling to even grasp right then and there. Just moving on? Just like that? From something terrible that happened, just leaving it behind? How? How could someone just do that?

Staring at the Commander, another thought occurred. Maybe this was just what she needed. Anis didn't know how to move on. She was still trapped in it. It still haunted her to this day. But Joe was someone that had learned to free himself from past traumas. Maybe this was exactly what she needed. Maybe, if she told him, she could, just-

"Well what about you?" Joe shifted the topic after Anis remained silent for an extended period of time. "What's your background?"

The blonde recoiled as if struck, grimacing heavily and averting her gaze sheepishly. "I, uh," She attempted to swallow a large lump in her throat, a shuddering sigh slipping past her lips. "I guess, if I had to start: my history is pretty closely tied with a certain specific old Ark idol, from the Second Surface Reclamation campaign."

Joe turned to face Anis, brow lightly furrowing as he focused on her.

She continued. "Well, you only just woke up not that long ago, and haven't really been engaged with like, entertainment and stuff, so, I don't suppose you've heard of Pretty, the first Nikke celebrity?" She lightly coughed into her fist. "Goddess being more of a legend at this point, considering."

"No, I haven't," Joe answered matter-of-factually.

"Well," Anis closed her eyes as she continued. "Mustang told me all about her. She was the headliner, the big name pushing against the narrative that Nikkes were to blame for the failure to reclaim the surface. She became a star, an idol, all of that, to show that Nikkes were mankind's friends, companions, guardians, and even lovers. She wanted to make people smile. She wanted to make people happy. She wanted to give people something to look up to."

Bringing her legs up to her chest, Anis curled up, wrapping her arms around her knees.

"She danced, sang, dressed up, appeared in movies and shows, did fan meetings, went out and visited fans in the hospital, went to orphanages, did her best to uplift everyone around her, no matter who they were, how much money they had. She would do everything she could, to show everyone that Nikkes existed to make life better for everyone. To give mankind hope. To be mankind's shining star in a world gone dark."

"Little girls would run up to her, to tell her how much they wanted to become Nikkes like her, despite the anti-Nikke propaganda. It was working. She, along with the other Tetra Line stars working with her, were stopping the hate. Mustang's plan was working. Everything was going well. Then, she held her biggest concert yet. Tens of thousands attended. She was doing it. She was making everyone happy, despite the loss of the surface, everyone was smiling. Everyone was happy."

Anis took a long, shuddering breath, and let out just as heavy of a shuddering breath. "But, the Central Government had already turned enough against Nikkes. Those that agreed with them were so, so hateful, that… They assassinated Pretty. Right there. Up on the stage, in front of everyone, on camera. They used weapons that were capable of killing a Nikke. She was reduced to," she gulped. "A small portion of a torso and a mutilated head."

Joe moved closer to Anis, setting a hand across her shoulders. She was getting noticeably emotional about this, but he wouldn't interrupt her if she was going to tell him about something that was clearly a big deal for her.

Anis continued without acknowledging the contact. "Her brain survived, by the slimmest of margins. Mustang had her head recovered, and brought her back. Quietly, in private, just him, and her, because he loves all of his Nikkes, he'd go out of his way to support each one as best he could. She remembered. She saw the moment the attack happened, and she couldn't react. She had to just watch it play out, the murder attempt on her, by Nikkephobes that wanted to see her dead, for the role she was playing in Tetra Line's plan."

"Mustang grabbed her, held her close, did his best to calm her down, to assure her, as she realized, for all she did, for just wanting to see mankind smile, for just wanting to make people happy, they'd tried to kill her. Mustang had to watch, as he could do nothing, as she completely broke down, experienced a Mind Switch, and fell into a coma. The kind many Nikkes never come out of when they slip into it."

"He didn't scrap her. He kept her there. He personally ensured that she remained well-maintained, he held out hope that one day, Pretty would wake up, and he'd have his star back. They'd go back to the way things were, they'd make people smile, they'd fix the Ark. They'd fix it all, and everyone would love Nikkes again."

"Then a year passed. Then one became five. Then five became a decade..."

Anis went silent. Trembling, practically quaking under Joe's arm. He saw exactly where this was going, and he hoped, he prayed that he was wrong, that it was a red herring, that-

"Then," Anis choked out. "I woke up."

Fuck.

Joe drew Anis into a full hug, chest swelling with intense, protective anger.

"I didn't remember anything. Not clearly," Anis continued, her voice horribly strained. "But, I remembered the emotions. The feelings. They kept hitting me, washing over me, breaking me down. Mustang eventually told me everything that happened, because I had to know, I couldn't deal with those emotions without knowing where they were coming from."

"That's what happened. That's what I got. That's what they did. Because I wanted to make them happy. Because I wanted to see them smile. Because I wanted them to see a bright shining star, and see hope in Nikkes again… I just wanted them to be happy," she choked out, hopelessly broken in a way that went far beyond her depressive episodes when bumming about the Outpost.

"I hate them," Anis declared with a sharp, hissing inhale. "All of them, every human being in the Ark. They're monsters, they're evil. We sacrifice everything for them, and they treat us like abominations, like trash. Fuck them. Fuck all of them. Let them all burn, let them all die, they deserve it. They deserve it," she asserted in a scathing, but darkly quiet voice. Never raising an octave above a whisper.

At that point, it became terribly clear that Anis' heart wasn't just broken, it was shattered. And it was so very clear to see why. She was older than she seemed. She was old enough that she should have recognized him and Rapi both.

But, for doing everything she could to spread joy and happiness around the Ark when it was probably needed the most, for pushing back against the notion that Nikkes were mankind's enemy, with kindness, they attempted to murder her. And damn near succeeded.

"I hate them," she reiterated, remaining curled up in a tight little ball.

She wasn't even wrong to.

The Central Government, Joe guessed, put the blame for the failure of the Second Surface Reclamation campaign onto Nikkes, to avoid shouldering it themselves. Othering Nikkes in the process. And far too many wretches jumped on the opportunity to gorge themselves on state-sponsored hate of a state-assigned other.

It reiterated to him that the Central Government had to burn. And anyone that committed hate crimes against Nikkes had to be tracked down, and brought to justice with prejudice.

Joe's response to Anis was very simple. "I understand," he asserted as he gently squeezed her. "I'm here for you, Anis. I'm here."

She didn't need to hear that she was wrong to hate all the people of the Ark. She didn't need to hear that it was a radical minority that had attacked her. She didn't need to hear that it was the Central Government they needed to destroy, to make things better, so she could be the Ark's star again. She just needed support, to know that she had a trustworthy companion to be there for her in a moment of extreme need.

So, Joe just continued to hold Anis, allowed her to whisper her hateful words towards the Ark as a whole, let her release the pressure valve, even if only gradually. He'd talk to her about it when she was good for it, when she was calm, after she'd gotten this built-up anger and resentment off of her chest.

Maybe, with this, the healing could begin.

 

[VATSTeen]

Man thats rough.

 

[NooneImportant]

Thanks for the chapter.

An Alt-Anis History to match Only Human's Alt-Rapi History.

Spoiler: Anise

Spoiler: Vanilla Spoiler

Vanilla Anis is in the Twinkle Tri-Stars, which is established to be formed after Pretty existed.
It's slim, but the blurry timeline does present the possibility of OnlyHuman!Anis's backstory being also canon Anis's.
If you have managed to accidentally predict this exact plot twist…
I'll…
Eat my T.T. Star Anis Merch!

 

[FatBabyYoshi]

nice chapter, really highlights the humans can be even more monstrous than raptures in context love it. also more anis awesome

 

[SuperPulp2789]

nice chapter, really highlights the humans can be even more monstrous than raptures in context love it. also more anis awesome

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Though, what was Anis/Pretty before becoming a NIKKE?

One thing regarding all these girls is that it doesn't seem to be that they think that much on their time before being turned into cyborgs

I just think of them all as humans, for the most part, though their brains are probably technorganic now due to the nanomachines, so their DNA isn't human anymore either

 

[Gato]

What a reveal! I had a look in the wiki after that, yeah it's not that tragic a backstory in canon but it's also not that far off. They really cooked with that setting; imagine if that could have been some VTMB-esque plot to gather allies to take down the CG! Please tell me the game let's you take them down!

Has the central government even done one good thing? Don't say Splendamin cause at this point I think it's some Soylent Green type situation going on with that. I read that they started sending Nikkes out as tribute to the Raptures, is that true? What could possibly be next?

I know that the wiki tells me that Privaty is a nikke working under the CG. I worry that something really fucky is going with that. Like, they mind wipe her every time they send her out to off people or worse, she thinks doing that is alright. Surely, no nice things to be had.

In conclusion, my Privaty stocks are at an unprecedented low. Anis rose quite high and Snow White is eating her way through the cotton candy she found in the walls.

 

[SuperPulp2789]

What a reveal! I had a look in the wiki after that, yeah it's not that tragic a backstory in canon but it's also not that far off. They really cooked with that setting; imagine if that could have been some VTMB-esque plot to gather allies to take down the CG! Please tell me the game let's you take them down!

Has the central government even done one good thing? Don't say Splendamin cause at this point I think it's some Soylent Green type situation going on with that. I read that they started sending Nikkes out as tribute to the Raptures, is that true? What could possibly be next?

I know that the wiki tells me that Privaty is a nikke working under the CG. I worry that something really fucky is going with that. Like, they mind wipe her every time they send her out to off people or worse, she thinks doing that is alright. Surely, no nice things to be had.

In conclusion, my Privaty stocks are at an unprecedented low. Anis rose quite high and Snow White is eating her way through the cotton candy she found in the walls.

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When it comes to the Central Government

It feels kinda mysterious, so there's more to it than incompetence and corruption

One question that may answer a lot is

Who is the Supreme Commander?


Another is, what was the VTC? And why did it have so much to do with NIKKE tech so shortly after the war started

 

[Fragment of Serenity]

Having managed to catch up, I have but one thing to say: Cindi, I love you, but you are HILARIOUSLY lucky that Joe actually is as good a person as you thought he was and his mental strength was flexible enough.

Otherwise that could have ended fucking horrendously.

Had he been even a SMIDGE spiteful, that conversation would have ended with him gone, goddess without a commander, and, likely, an end of any likely attempt to improve things.

Was Joe being a an unreasonable shit? Yes. Was he also stuck in that situation and has been in continuous life threatening combat for months on end? Also yes.

Is he also a man who is buried under stress who really needs to vent? Ayup.

Did he need a wake up? Absolutely.

But having a woman who apparently was so in love with him tell him THAT... it very easily could have broken him. It didn't, thankfully, but that was one hell of a gamble to make.

Also, Cindi deserves to be called out for idolizing the man. He's human, not perfect, and its pretty clear that she's not seeing him fully as the man he is, but the one that's she's made him out to be.

That aside... Joe, I propose you, Rapi, Anis, and Neon go on a vacation. Team bonding, laze around, relax. It'll do you all a world of good. Let the rest handle things for a bit.

And if they fail at it, maybe they'll learn a thing or two.

PS: On second thought, don't go anywhere with water, otherwise Neon will want to go dynamite fishing and that ends well for NO ONE.

 

[Ace of Scarabs]

That aside... Joe, I propose you, Rapi, Anis, and Neon go on a vacation. Team bonding, laze around, relax. It'll do you all a world of good. Let the rest handle things for a bit.

And if they fail at it, maybe they'll learn a thing or two.

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There's always the possibility of an alternate version of the first two Summer events happening, with a mission that is secretly a vacation to send Joe to survey some islands (and keep him out of the CG's line of sight and earshot).

 

[Athain]

Now, I know there's a lot of stuff going on here and some more Trauma, and showing how humans and the Central Government are all horrible...

But what sticks out to me most is Joe's country-boy accent. It just conjures up an image of him in a cowboy outfit, like something out of a Western, while he's in Canada, where there's ice and snow everywhere in the winter.

It shouldn't be as funny as it is, but damn it is.

 

[BakaSmurf]

Now, I know there's a lot of stuff going on here and some more Trauma, and showing how humans and the Central Government are all horrible...

But what sticks out to me most is Joe's country-boy accent. It just conjures up an image of him in a cowboy outfit, like something out of a Western, while he's in Canada, where there's ice and snow everywhere in the winter.

It shouldn't be as funny as it is, but damn it is.

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Cowboy hats, denim jackets, and cowboy boots are a lot more common in Northwestern Canada than y'all city folks seem to think they are.

 

[Athain]

Cowboy hats, denim jackets, and cowboy boots are a lot more common in Northwestern Canada than y'all city folks seem to think they are.

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Heh, sorry. Not a city folk myself considering I live next to a cornfield.

 

[Ace of Scarabs]

The latest story event goes into some investigation on Splendamin, which might be something Joe has to look into eventually. I think Joe's going to have a surprise meeting Bready and Crust if he has to do some assignments rotating around Splendamin.

 

[BakaSmurf]

===
Chapter 82 - To Be Better
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Joe sat quietly with Anis for a time. He focused on just making sure she understood that she wasn't alone, over talking and trying to impress anything upon her yet. After a long while, she had gathered herself enough to unfurl from her balled-up state, letting out a shuddering breath and staring off at the wall for a bit before speaking up.

"I, um, I'd like to be alone for now," she said quietly, lightly sniffling as she did so. "I need to… Think about stuff."

At that, Joe rose to his feet, retaining his grip on the blonde's shoulder. "You have my number and all that," he noted, squeezing once before withdrawing his hand. "Don't be a stranger, Anis. Someone that gets you is just a few keystrokes away."

A small, strained, but genuine smile found purchase on Anis' features. It sucked seeing her in a miserable state, with bloodshot eyes and flushed cheeks. But the earnesty of the smile she projected up the Commander's way did much to highlight that for as raw as their talk had left her, this was good. She had started down the path to a better place, and that would be enough for now.

Nodding once, Joe set off, leaving Anis with the time alone she'd requested. He was similar—in needing to be allowed to sort his shit out on his own—so he'd be the last person to insist on staying with her.

She was a grown-ass woman, so she'd know what she needed. The man trusted her to figure out the best time to follow up on this talk of theirs. Only then, after everything was on the way to getting better, would Joe address things like the effect Anis' grim pessimism had on team morale.

Otherwise, stepping into the foyer of the Command Centre, the Commander withdrew his phone to open up his contacts, and send a certain red-clad blonde a message.

[Rapi, where are you right now?] He fired off a text to the ruby-eyed woman.

He paused, taking a breath as he readied himself to keep the ball rolling. He'd started fixing things with Anis, now it was time to talk to Rapi. As Cinderella had said, Joe had been mistreating his long-time companion as well. Rather, to be frank, he'd been downright awful to her. Rapi was doing her very best to help him when he was obviously suffering, and in return… Well, they'd already gone over this.

[I'm in the armoury making adjustments to my kit in response to my failure to properly protect you during the last operation,] Rapi answered quickly, immediately making Joe feel awful, given that she was instantly focused on doing what was best for him, and most certainly didn't need to have been shamed into doing so either. [Is something wrong?]

Taking a deep breath, Joe replied as he braced to act like a man and set things right. [Yes. We need to talk.]

[Okay,] she immediately said without missing a beat. [Should I come to your office?]

[Yeah, that'd probably be for the best,] he answered her, given that this was going to probably get intense.

[I'll be right there,] Rapi declared.

Joe was quick to get in the elevator and proceed up to wait for Rapi in his office.

This was probably going to get intense.

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Joe was staring out the window overlooking the increasingly-lively Outpost when the hallway door slid open. The expression on Rapi's face told a tale of intense, heart wrenching worry. She bee-lined right for the Commander's side, reaching out and taking his hand with an expression twisted in sorrowful concern. "Are you okay, Joe?"

If Joe felt bad before, he felt like an absolute steaming pile of shit now. The absolute, very first thing she did, was rush to his side and make sure he was okay. He didn't deserve Rapi. But, she had seemingly chosen him regardless. So it was his duty to lock in, buckle up, and become deserving of her devotion.

Starting right then and there. "I haven't been okay since I woke up in that hospital bed in the Ark, Rapi," he began, immediately choosing to detonate the charges holding up the emotional walls he'd set up to keep her out. If Rapi wanted in, she'd be allowed in, full-stop.

She took a hold of Joe's hand with both of her own, eyes going wide and seeming to actively sparkle with abject concern. "What's wrong? I'm here for you, forever and always," she impressed upon him with an almost palpable desperation.

That desperation hit all the harder, given that she was wearing her traditional red leather jacket, the iconic coat of the bold, brash, loud and unerringly forthright Red Hood. This wasn't how she should be acting. Rapi was strong, she was reliable, she was utterly indefatigable. Yet, here she was, looking so terribly small and downright scared next to him…

This is the part where you deflect and make it all about her, leaving her feeling unhelpful, useless, and selfish. All so you can wallow in self-pity instead of accepting support from the girls that care about you.

That's exactly what he'd have done before Cinderella smacked him upside the head. He'd left Rapi terrified that she'd try to be there for him, only to be turned away to find that she'd accomplished nothing for him. Like a parasite that had gaslit itself into thinking it was symbiotic.

All so he could focus on being a miserable fuck, to the benefit of nobody at all. Christ, he really had been that self-centred and pathetic.

Time to set it right.

In reply, Joe started off to the couches, drawing her along as she grew all the more visibly worried by his lack of an immediate reply. Pulling her down to sit next to him, the man took a bracing breath before he continued.

"Rapi, I've been holding you at arm's length, and pushing you away any and every time you tried to get close," the man started, "I-"

"What? No!" Rapi immediately countered, eyes widening in horror as she leaned in closer. "You're- Joe, you're wonderful, you're so kind, and considerate. You treat us all so well, you pick us up, make us feel appreciated, make us feel wanted. I- you've given us hope, Joe…!"

Joe was strikingly distressed by the state he'd put Rapi in. Rushing to deny that he'd been mistreating her, as though he'd actually earned that. "And how often have I let you support me, Rapi?" He asked her, intending to get her actually thinking about how things had been between them.

"You let me protect you in the field all the time!" The little blonde asserted, leaning in with a pained grimace. "You let me stand by your side and protect you from anything that would hurt you-!"

Joe cut her off, already seeing the self-recriminatory slope she'd started sliding down. "How often have I let you support me, Rapi? Not protect me, support me. Talk to me, hold me, let me know that I'm not alone, that I can lean on you as much as you lean on me?"

That gave her no small amount of pause, eyes going wide and staring, clearly struggling to put together a counter.

"I haven't, Rapi," the Commander continued. "Every time you've tried, I've taken control of the situation from you, to make it all about you instead, to avoid letting you be there for me. Because I'd have rather felt bad for myself than accept help from anybody. Even you, despite the fact that you're probably the one I should have been letting in the entire time."

The little blonde was gobsmacked, clearly struggling to process Joe's admission and assertions.

Sighing heavily, the man continued. "I've still been better than the wretched excuses for Commanders before me. I get it, but that's not a very fucking high bar to clear. I get that comparatively, I've been an angel to deal with. But I have been falling woefully short of even myself from back during our time on the Avenger."

He fixed his gaze on Rapi as he continued.

"You've been remembering more about our past together too. Am I wrong?"

The Nikke did not like the topic of this discussion in the least. It almost felt as though Joe was attempting to lead her into being cruel to him, harsh to him. Like she used to be. Like she swore she'd never be again.

She would not. She refused. She had been that way to him before, and where had it led them? To his 'death,' to her mind switch. To the loss of an entire century between them. He did not deserve that, she categorically refused to be forced to be that person again. Joe didn't need to be beaten down by the women that should be there for him.

Be there for him.

Be there for him.

Rapi released Joe's hand, practically tearing her digits away from his before he could react, to forcefully draw him down into her chest. Hugging him, she held him tight and squeezed him. With a heavy frown, she rejected the notion that she had to be hard on him. He needed support, he needed to know that he had people that were there to help him.

She would be there for him, forever and always, even if he believed he didn't deserve it.

For Joe's part, he was caught off-guard by Rapi's overt… Affection. How firmly she'd latched onto him, and was now holding him, so protectively. A reminder, a sharp reminder of how close they were, back then. Before everything between them had gone wrong.

He idly remembered how as Red Hood, Rapi had never been good with words. So when she was overwhelmed, but wanted him to know how much she cared, how much he meant to her, she'd just latch onto him, pull him down into her chest, and hold him, sometimes awkwardly stroking the back of his head, flat-out refusing to let him worm his way out of the display of protective affection.

Even after everything, even after all the ways in which he'd fucked up, here she was. Just being bullish and forcing the matter to get her way, because 'no, fuck you, you deserve my support, stupid asshole.' That went unsaid, now, at least, given her personality change compared to her time as Red Hood, but the message and intent were there and obvious.

He could try to fight it, but he knew that he'd already lost. Rapi had dug her heels in, and she was a Goddess of Victory, while he was just a man. Besides…

Letting himself melt into Rapi's chest with a long exhale, Joe closed his eyes and encircled his arms around her slight waist. He allowed himself to partake in her affection, to enjoy it, even as it uncomfortably squeezed his heart to have her insist upon being there for him, despite how bad he'd been to her.

So, he opted to just make her a promise, over insisting upon flagellating himself before her, demanding a harsh sentence and accompanying punishment when she was only interested in offering forgiveness and support. "I'll be better," he swore quietly. "I'll do better. I'll become everything you deserve. I'll never let you down again, I promise."

Letting out a shuddering sigh of her own, Rapi pressed her cheek into the man's crown, clenching her eyes shut as she hated hearing him talk this way, but, she'd caught on, and knew that if she tried to fight him on it, it'd just cause immediate and long-term problems. So, instead of fighting him on his words… "And I'll be here, every step of the way, holding you, picking you up, carrying you if I have to. I'll be there. I'll be there for you. I am here for you. I'll always be here for you. I promise."

This was what she would do. She would be his rock, his anchor, his lighthouse cutting through the dark and keeping him sailing straight and true. She would make sure he kept going, she would ensure that he would stay strong and make it through the tempest. They'd face this storm together, brave it, and come out on the other side, stronger, closer for the trials they'd overcome together.

Joe, for his part, knew for certain that much like with Cinderella, he didn't deserve Rapi. Which meant that he had to buckle in, and force himself to become worthy of her. Sitting there with her, having this strong little woman cling to him so dearly, reinforced this simple fact. He had to become worthy of her. He had to become worthy of them.

Simple as.

 

[Dsaeg]

It's funny how there are a lot of expectations from Joe to be more like gacha protagonists but the name of the fic is ONLY human and only now I made that connection. Damn I feel stupid.

But to be honest I'm more interested in the Nikke world because I don't play the game itself (too horny for me), so I treat that whole arc without attention it deserve considering quality of writing.

 

[legiodamnatus]

It's funny how there are a lot of expectations from Joe to be more like gacha protagonists but the name of the fic is ONLY human and only now I made that connection. Damn I feel stupid.

But to be honest I'm more interested in the Nikke world because I don't play the game itself (too horny for me), so I treat that whole arc without attention it deserve considering quality of writing.

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On the too horny part... the animations are excessive. But the story is top tier. Outside of a few sidestories (and Marian's... whole thing), it is not overly sexualized. There's a decent amount of character development, it stays away from the constant trope of 'and then things get EVEN WORSE' and it is rather well written. All that to say... give it a shot. They are also one of the more generous gacha games I have played.

 

[Dsaeg]

On the too horny part... the animations are excessive. But the story is top tier. Outside of a few sidestories (and Marian's... whole thing), it is not overly sexualized. There's a decent amount of character development, it stays away from the constant trope of 'and then things get EVEN WORSE' and it is rather well written. All that to say... give it a shot. They are also one of the more generous gacha games I have played.

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What's the deal with the Marian? Saw some youtube videos about plot and damn it was amusing. Also my problem not with story but precisely with animations. Hell, I left azure lane 6 years ago for that particular reason.

As for generosity I'm one of the lucky bastards considering my pulls (although it's have been only two games for a long time but both of them have less than 1% chance)